"Good," Tianlong said. The word was simple. The tone was — approving. The tone of a man who was satisfied with a woman's performance. His hand — on her head — stroked her hair. The motion was — gentle. Almost tender. The hand of a man who was pleased.
'Her throat — it's pulsing. Her walls — the muscles in her throat are contracting around my cock. Milking. The Azure Dragon Marrow is responding to my qi. Her body is — adapting. Learning. Her throat is becoming a sheath.'
'She's good. For a virgin. For a princess. For a woman who has never served a man.'
'The man is dead. Shen Wuji is gone. The parasite is ash. And this woman — this princess, this jade beauty, this Nascent Soul cultivator with the Azure Dragon Marrow — is mine. Completely. The Fate Value transferred. The attachment shifted. The bloodline bonded.'
A system window appeared in his vision.
|| [ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ]||
|| Bloodline Transfer Complete.||
